Tidal Wave

Most people fear death, How will it happen, Will i be missed, Who will my death effect, Where will i go. Many people let these thoughts fill their head, They let these questions rush into their subconscious like a tidal wave, Drowning out anything that is lingering about. But me I am different, I have a very irregular fear, I fear what people love, I fear the thing that people cry over when its lost, I fear life. I wonder what will come of me, Will i be loved, Will i be successful. But i have an even bigger fear, One that haunts my brain suffocating me from the inside out, Sucking the oxygen out of my lungs.I fear myself, I fear my gift.